Silence is a rough gemstone, and only those who know how to polish it can appreciate its delicacy. Silence is the ephemeral moment of the moment, and only those who have patience can savor its beauty.

These people present neither knew how to polish the silence that seemed to lay in their throats, nor did they have the patience to wait for this silence to wither away by itself like a flash in the pan. But they all understand that the sense of oppression brought by power will keep their mouths shut firmly, and this sense of oppression will come to punish the suffocation that the envoy of the Hall of Guilt left on Pei Hanyang's body. So the crows fell silent.

It wasn't until the three envoys of the Siji Palace, the Missionary Palace, and the Oraclement Hall came together that they were silent and turned into a flock of scattered black crows.

"Lord Pei of the Jueyuan Palace, and Lord Zang, the envoy of the Punishment Palace, I don't know what the two adults think of this Fushou Mountain? As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice made people feel that this person must be pure and peaceful, as if the spring breeze in February dispelled the cold atmosphere and turned into a wandering crow.

"Oh, the shepherd's envoy is also here, and the demeanor is still there. ”

"Hmph!" Liang Shoupan squeezed out a soft snort from his nose, and he didn't know whether to say hello or express dissatisfaction.

"Since the temple dominates the four poles, the thirteen halls have their own duties, I feel that the Yuan Hall is in charge of the monk Yuan Li awakening and practicing the law, for thousands of years, the ancestors of the past generations have worked hard to help my people gain a foothold in the famine, survive the difficulties of life and death, and be the world. Today's Fushou Mountain has no way, stealing my secrets, destroying my foundation, Daojun will be captured by the monks of the world, in order to correct the public!"

"Even if I want to be caught, it should be within my place of punishment. And in today's world, in addition to Shanzhou, 47 of the remaining 63 states have been shattered in this hundred years, and the Holy Spirit of 100 million lives has turned into ashes. The calamity is approaching, at this time, some people are enlightened and have a green and yellow appearance, it is really a blessing for our clan, and one more talent, one more hope. You feel that Yuandian doesn't think about how to protect the people of Shanzhou, but wants to strangle a genius for that little selfish gain, it's really shameful!"

"I am located in the center, how powerful the thirteen halls of my temple are, and how wise the hall masters and palace envoys are. In the palace of the world of knowledge, Emperor Liu's legacy was inherited by all things, how can you question the palace of punishment? I think it is Zang Xunzhen's exaggeration, covering up lawlessness, and plotting against him! Hmph!"

"The two of you are far-sighted and dedicated to the continuation of our race, and we can see it. At present, the thirteen halls of the temple, except for the town prison has always been lonely, the spring light is extinct, and the pure soul has not been established, the chief envoy of each hall has either personally arrived, or sent his henchmen, all of them have been present. It's just that I see that this green and yellow essence is becoming more and more condensed, and it won't take long for me to complete my enlightenment. When it comes to how to deal with this matter, it would be better for you two to make a decision as soon as possible. ”

I couldn't tell what color Zang Xunzhen's face armor was, but after saying this, Wei Shifu couldn't help but dodge Zang Xunzhen's half-sideways gaze, as if an invisible sword was pointing directly at the center of his eyebrows.

Pei Daojun looked at Wei Shifu's words, and said categorically: "Capture it and correct the law!"

Zang Xunzhen was silent for a moment, and said in a more cold tone: "It's still the same sentence, whoever passes this sword, die!" There was a faint burst of sparks on the armor, and a faint smell of blood diffused.

Kui Xia Qing shook his spine, shook out a few purple ice crystals from the top of his head, stood up and drew his sword and stood: "Xie Jueyuan Palace's envoy gives the law." ”

Zang Xunzhen's armor was blazing, "It's really shameless!"

The words of the messengers and ministers are, to some extent, representative of the true thoughts of the vast majority of the people in the temples. For a long time, the strength of the three major forces of the Jueyuan Palace, the Punishment Palace, and the Pure Soul Hall was far stronger than the other halls, and most people had long been the only ones who looked forward to these three halls. But there are still some people who just want to watch from the sidelines, and they don't want to participate in the conflict between the Jueyuan Hall and the Punishment Hall at all. Therefore, regardless of the thoughts, after the messengers and evangelists sang and provoked without a trace, they wisely chose to be spectators.

In this world, sometimes it is easier to be a spectator than to be an actioner, because ignorance is unintentional, and if you don't have an intention, you won't understand the excitement, just watch the fun. Sometimes it's easier to be a man of action than to be a spectator, because ignorance is fearlessness, and fearlessness disdains the hardships and dangers, just asking for relief. Therefore, there are those who grit their teeth, beat their chests with their teeth, and hate to replace them with their own bodies, and there are those who start to spread rumors and add fuel to the flames and make a noise about gongs and drums. Everyone present reprimanded Jue Yuandian for being domineering in an inconspicuous corner, accusing Zang Xunzhen of being nosy, the head of the head is a needle and a disadvantage, and those who chose to stand in line in a panic, and those who were eager to try and prepare to end the game were all completely ignited by Zang Xunzhen's cold and hard words.

No matter how many voices there were, Pei Daojun ignored them, as soon as Zang Xunzhen's voice landed, he took a step, and countless yuan forces in the void gathered beside him like a swallow returning to its nest, condensing a set of black armor covering it, and the set condensed by Pei Hanyang was as simple and fragile as if it was made of mud and sand. Pei Daojun stretched out his hand and shook it, then pulled out a spear, turned his hand and swept it towards Zang Xunzhen's body.

The onlookers in each hall saw that the Jueyuan Hall envoy made a full effort, and hurriedly flashed back, as fast as a beast, panicked like a frightened bird, lest he was slow for half a beat and gave his life in vain. That Liang Shoupan also abandoned his chariot and left, but Nafei Cangnan hesitated for a moment, the blue light on his body flashed, pinched a lotus seal and threw it at Zang Xunzhen's body, and then hurriedly drilled into the crowd. This seal has no lethal power, but has the function of protecting the body, but the people of China and India, although they can isolate external attacks in a short time, it is difficult to move between the existence of the seal. Fei Cangnan launched the Pure Soul Hall Fei Family's Inheritance Treasure Qi Guang Returning to the Dust Ring, but he did not pinch other more powerful law seals, but he chose the lotus seal, which can be regarded as quite useful. Although the sound of Qi Guang returning to the dust ring is mighty, and the seal will be successful after it is launched, but Fei Cangnan's skill is different from the firefly and the bright moon compared to Zang Xunzhen, only in an instant, the red light on Zang Xunzhen's face flashed, and the lotus seal was annihilated.

It's just that at this moment, Pei Daojun's spear has swept in front of him, silent, and it is too late to dodge. Zang Xunzhen's left hand was horizontal, wrapped around the barrel of the gun, the arm armor was shattered instantly, the skin exploded, and the scattered blood beads were like arrows made of lead and mercury shot out. was wrapped around Zang Xunzhen's arm, although the spear did not pierce his throat, but pierced his shoulder blade, he didn't care, he hit forward along the pierced gun, and the sword was cut to Pei Daojun's neck, Pei Daojun's pupils shrank, and he wanted to pull out the gun with force in his hand, but he failed to succeed, but at this moment of hesitation, the sword blade had already soaked into the skin, just a flash, and even the head of the armor had rolled down. The incision on the neck was unusually flat, like a candle cut by a hot knife, and there was a faint crystal light of fire burning on it, but there was no blood gushing out.

To Pei Daojun and Zang Xunzhen, who have reached the top level of monks, they are not as good as those ordinary monks who have fought and moved, and there are many fewer people who come and go, and they often see life and death when they shoot, which is neither good-looking nor profound. But on the contrary, it is this kind of back-to-basics, straightforward, and even anyone can understand the dangerous and dangerous fighting, Pei Daojun and Zang Xunzhen fought only instantaneously, and after only two rounds, there were already heads on the ground.

The head fell to the ground, and in an instant, the body standing under Zang Xunzhen's sword turned into crystal dust, rolling up several purple lights, and revealing Pei Daojun's figure again. It's just that he was obviously extremely angry, and several purple crystal thorns suddenly appeared around his body, and countless purple ice crystals slowly condensed on the opposite side like frost, and before he could send a blow, a long sword slashed at his neck again, and in a flash, the crystal thorns burst, and the ice crystals turned into dust, Pei Daojun staggered back a few steps, and most of the neck that was cut off quickly healed after a burst of purple light. Pei Daojun was completely crazy, his face turned purple, his hands were closed, and the purple electricity in his palms was light, and then he seemed to use all his strength to push Zang Xunzhen with his wrong palm. In an instant, the heavens and the earth were eclipsed, and only a purple lightning floated towards Zang Xunzhen.

Zang Xunzhen stuck his big sword on the ground and pulled out the spear stuck in his shoulder blade with one hand, "Let me teach you how to use the King of a Hundred Soldiers!" In the river of blood, the black flames rolled, the undercurrent was turbulent, and from time to time there were fragments of white bones hidden, each undercurrent was like a steel bar, constantly stirring the purple lightning, and every piece of white bone was like a sharp blade constantly cutting through the surrounding time and space. It's just that the purple lightning seems to be leisurely walking through the bright moon in the thin clouds, although there are ups and downs, flickering bright and dark, but finally breaking through the clouds and shining the world.

After the purple lightning broke through the blood river, the electric light shone on the enchantment of Nafushou Mountain, and there was a sound. The purple light shone on those spectators, and the low cultivation turned into pus in an instant. The original bustling crowd of 100 people turned out to be only a dozen people struggling to support them, and everyone was resentful or frightened, but no one dared to speak out. The purple light shone into the distance, and more people who were hiding in the dark and did not show up saw this, and quickly retreated farther away.

Seeing that the purple light had stuck to the corners of his clothes, its fabric began to turn yellow and black, as if it was about to burn, and he didn't care about being distressed, and shouted while running: "Master Pei is invincible, "Dazai's Twenty-Four Breaths" is unpredictable, and "Humble Fire Induction Chapter" is unparalleled, we are our own people!" Before the words fell, he was kicked on the ass by the person who ran with him next to him, I don't know whether it was anger or punishment, but it really helped him get out of the range of purple light.

"Lao Ji, thank you!"

Ji Le kicked Fei Yu Guhuai, ran a few steps forward, countless bright yellow silk threads appeared out of thin air on his legs and hands, and a large cocoon wrapped himself in it between breaths, and the purple light shone on the cocoon, and the cocoon suddenly began to burn and melt. Ji Le was discouraged, and rushed out again with smoke all over his body. Fortunately, this place is a hundred feet away from the place where Pei and Zang are fighting, and the power of purple light is already the end of a strong crossbow. But instead of stopping, he ran faster. Those who had struggled to bear the electric light also tried their best to stay away from Fushou Mountain as soon as possible. No one is stupid, when Pei Daojun began to act without scruples, they knew that Zang Xunzhen would no longer have restraint, at that time, if they stayed where they were and waited for their best result, they would be seriously injured and dying.